wish i could stay in bed all day

It is 1.30 in the afternoon … and i havent gotten out of bed.

I awoke in the wee hours of the morning, i pulled the covers up over my head because i wasnt feeling brave enough to face the world alone.  And so there i layed, surrounded in darkness and familiar warmth closing my eyes and letting her invade my head space.  For 4 hours i lay there daydreaming of her .. of what it would be like to run my fingers through her hair, how it would feel to wake and watch the sun creep in through the blinds lighting up her sleeping face … for 4 hours i ignored the outside world and dreamt in my little undercover bubble. 

And now i dont want to get out of bed .. i want to stay here in the hope of possibility, for i know the second i escape it even for a second that it will be gone.

I am drowning in these feelings yet i dont want to come up for air. 

Maybe i just need a lifeguard .. someone to make sure i keep myself afloat … either that or some inflateable floaties .. yeah bright yellow ones.